In the first podcast, Lawyers, Guns and Money presented a Lawyers, Guns and Money Production. Which is all well-and-fine for a first podcast, but as we’re mere decades away from monetizing the Internet, I think we need names that are more representative than repetitious. In the comments to Other Scott’s recent post, I suggested that Lawyers, Guns and Money should present

A Head on a Stick Production

An Internet Tradition Production

A Pancakes for Jenny Production

I was thinking we needed one studio, but there’s no reason each of us can’t have our own. For example, Hogan won the Internet by nominating Erik to be the CEO of

Control the Means of Production Productions

Also, Njorl pointed out that we don’t need to stick to “Productions,” but somehow missed the opportunity to note that our next podcast could be a Pancakes for Jenny Joint.

So I appeal to your vast knowledge of all Internet Traditions to help us figure out who we should be. The winner(s) will receive fleeting acclaim on a mid-level political-and-whatever-it-is-I-do blog and possibly an invitation to participate in a forthcoming podcast. Have at it!

Damn, that works both for Erik and myself. Wait a minute, I was spiking heads before Loomis, I just never published it! (I threatened to mount the basketballs flying onto my back on spikes as warnings to future trespassers was about it. I suppose I’m racist now, because I want to murder the NBA!)

Well, I suppose you could make an argument on behalf of meaning 1. I recall the attacks as pretty brutal, though it’s a bit of a stretch to think of them as “deadly” or as a form of slaughter. There were certainly nothing as awful as calling for his head on a stick or something (on the other hand, if I recall correctly–Rob will have to verify–I believe Kaus may have actually responded to some of them at some point). I certainly don’t recall much internal debate about the Kaus ranting.

Which brings up a story. I was eating my rice and beans in a hole-in-the-wall in Oxchuc, Chiapas. If Ayn Rand’s “takers” exist somewhere, it’s there: since the late 90s, over half the income for the average family is government programs, and diabetes is at alarming levels because this sudden income buys junk food, but at least they’re not Zapitistas goddamn it. There was the requisite tiny TV in the corner blaring annoying daytime talk shows. Slowly I realized that the teevee was singing to the tune of “In The Navy”, but the words were “Es Cuaresma” (“It’s Lent”). And the village-people-lookalikes singing, dressed up in pseudo navy garb, were apparently trying to sell me some kind of balogna product. Strangest commercial I ever saw.